The dance and winepress of mind’s desires
The cerise passions of untamed instincts
Beckon me into ego’s haunting fortress
I step then into prison’s earthly mould
I need to go but, to the wide and free lands!
An orphaned child in Oblivion’s land
Heavens there are to be seized, I feel
Those emeralds of heart’s deeper glades
And rubies to pluck from Truth’s rainbow
I need to go then, to the wide and free lands!
A conquest calls, a consummation too
Afar is seen constellation’s faint Light
To Wisdom’s dark I prefer Ignorance’s glow
The tired longings I want, no more, no more!
I need to go now, to the wide and free lands!
well written..liked the picture used with it… 🙂